Hey guys! just checking to see how this works out, I wanted to try something new, and my english book provided me with the perfect three lines for a begining, so enjoy!PS: I used my fav author's last names for the last names in the story...
Last night, I had a nightmare. I was walking through a cemetary at was a full moon and the world seemed misty. Then, I saw a ghost! I stayed still, petrified, she was beautifull, even with her translucent features, you could still tell she was blond. She was wearing what appeard to be a white silk night gown, her eyes weren't looking at me, they were looking past me, like I wasn't there.I turned to see what she was looking at, and there, in the darkness, was a grave "Catherin Bray, 1880-1897" on top of her tomb stone was an angel, but, when I looked closer, I realised the angel was missing it's wings, and looked lonly and helpless...
I looked at the ghost, and called her by the name on the tomb stone "Catherin?" the moment I said her name, she looked at me, I could see her eyes were swolen and her face was wet of crying. "Catherin Bray?" she came closer,
and noded her head..."why have you been crying Catherin?" I asked, she looked at the floor, then back at me, and she was about to say something when suddently, something sounded in the distance, scared she dissapeard into the darkness.
I woke up startled, it was time to get up, I got dressed, put up my hair in a bun and went down stairs, were mother greeted me with some toast "Good morning Ann, did you have a good night's rest?" I nodded my head, why make mother worry over such foolish things as a 15 year-old girl's nightmares? "Yes... will we be going any where today?" I never really enjoyed going out with mother and her friends, we would all have to sit in a room, and I would be forced to sew something like the rest of them while they chatted about how so and so did such and such...They would also becon on how I should sit and force me to make tea and serve it... But as a yound lady should lern these things, I would do it without question, besides, sometimes they talked about interesing things that happened out of this town, they would call it "child talk" but it still interested me... "Ann! have you heard a single word I've said?" I shook my head "Of course not, you've been looking at the celing this whole time... As I was saying, we have to go out to see because she claims she has this new dress that would look wounderfull on you for the spring dance, after all, your season is comming darling" she smiled at me, and I tryied to smile back, but, I knew my smile didn't reach my eyes. It wasn't that I didn't like boys, it was that I didn't feel the need to marry the first handsome one that came my way, as my mother had planned.
We headed out, it was a cold winter day, no one would think Spring was just around the corner... "Good morning Ladies, so good to see you!" that was , always cheery and bright, like a butterfly... "You simply must see this Sarah, it was just imported from Paris" Mother looked at the dress, it was sky blue, and had extreemly puffy sleeves, it was a beautifull dress. "We'll take it!" I smiled at mother, she was one of the only women I knew that had a fashion sence like mine...
We went to Mrs. Cast's house and I sewed a new hankercheef, but accidentaly wrote C.B on it... "Who in the world is C.B?" asked, "Catherin Bray" I replied. There was a silence, I looked up, my mother was staring at me, so was and "D-did you say Catherin Bray?" mother asked me "Yes" my mother nearly fainted... "Do you know her?" I enquired, not to my mother, but to all of the ladies present... "She was a young girl that moved here from India in 1890 I believe, she was a nice girl, very pleasent and cordial, everyone thought she would become the perfect lady, but, one day, when she was about your age, she was found alone in the woods, by a fire and a make-shift bed made of hay, she had run away from home a few days earlier, and she was wounded, her parents took her in imediatly, poor Mr. and Mrs. Bray" Mrs. Cast started to tell, then stopped, motioning to to keep going for her... "She spent the rest the year locked up at home, her parents tried to take her out in the open, but she refused, at night, the neighbours would hear her scream at her parents, and after a while, her parents announced she had gone insane, Mr and Mrs. Bray were very good people, they kept her at home instead of taking her to a mental institution like most people told them to do, at last, on her 17th birthday, she was announced dead by her parents, she had killed herself" My eyes opened wide, I coulden't believe what I was hearing, Catherin was insane and had killed herself? when I saw her in my dream, she didn't look insane, she looked sad and scared, like a helpless child...
Hope you liked it! I know, weird begining whatever... review even if you hate it!!! plz? 0.0
